I´m gonna fight them off. A seven nation army couldn´t hold me back. They´re gonna rip it off. Takin´ their time right behind my back. And I´m talkin´ to myself at night, because I can´t forget. Back and forth through my mind behind a cigarette
And a message come from my eyes, says leave it alone.
Dont wanna hear about it. Every single ones got a story to tell. Everyone knows about it. From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell. And if I catch you comin´ back my way, I´m gonna serve it to you. And that ain´t what you want to hear, but that´s what I´ll do.
And a feeling comin´ from my bones, says find a home.
I´m goin´ to Witchita. Far from this opera forever more. I´m gonna work the straw. Make the sweat drip out of every pore. And I´m bleedin´ and I´m bleedin´ and I´m bleedin´ right before my lord. All the words are gonna bleed from me, and I will think no more.
And the stains comin´ from my blood, tell me go back home